Prognostic Perplexity
11 November 2011 | Day 6 to Opua
12 November 2011
Because, for foreseeable future, motivating air will be wafting over New Zealand before making its way to this vessel and we are a full keel, heavy displacement cutter, present passage will likely become second longest after crossing the Pacific. A leg wax or shoulder massage is riding on whether we arrive before or after next Thursday midnight. Feeling less tense already. Idea of ripping great swatches of hair out by force makes me queasy.
Finally had to awaken the rackety red bilge creature (suspect Westerbeke thinks that particular shade is best at hiding oozing oil) to assist as tacking into both wind and adverse current was making for minuscule progress. Have now improved advancement to mediocre, still not direct.
Anybody remember an impetuous comment or two relating how sailing is about the journey not the destination? Uh huh, uh huh... Absolutely true. Have not even thought about a tantalizing bowl of chocolate sprinkled cappuccino at Opua cafe, warm full-flow showers or partaking in adult beverages at the OCC (Opua Cruising Club)... at all.
"Prediction is very difficult, especially about the future." - Niels Bohr
Jack